The best part of my trip was stopping for gas south of Macon, Ga. to fill up at one of those mega-stations off the interstate. It was hopping with working people, big, bone-hard. A woman was cleaning the pumps, and every time she bent over, the fellows would give a little hoot or whistle. I said hello and asked her how long it would take me to get to Atlanta.
"Depends on how fast you're gonna drive."
"I'm pretty much going to ball the jack," I said. She just stared at me quizzically. "I'm going to go pretty fast," I said. I don't know if it was because she was young or if it was a cultural thing. "About an hour, hour and a half," I offered.
"That'd be about it," she said. "If I wasn't working, I'd go with you."
"You think I'll have fun," I said.
"Lordy, lordy, lordy, I sure 'nuff know I would."
Atlanta isn't an easy town for visitors. There is no center. You must drive from place to place. It is spread all over the county. I stayed mid-town because I was told it was pretty alive. I was just across from the Fox Theater. I left my hotel room to wander about. You have to wander far to see a little. The first woman I met was wearing beautiful green boots and a blousey dress.
"You mind if I take a photograph of your boots?" She was nice enough about it. People were friendly, but I didn't see much.
My favorite place was the chicken and waffle bar on Peachtree Road. Everything is called Peachtree--Drive, Circle, Place, Avenue, Boulevard, Street, etc. I don't know why they'd do that.
There is a restaurant called Huey's that serves New Orleans cuisine and the best beignets in the world. Of course it is located on Peachtree Road. :) The green boots are fantastic!
ReplyDeleteNow you tell me. I didn't know anything and had send a meal back one night. I'm certain that Atlanta has a a lot to offer if you know what you are doing. I just didn't.
ReplyDeleteI think the green boots are fantastic, too. I love to see boots and skirts. But GREEN, that was fun.
I want these boots
ReplyDelete-- well
-- in lieu of what's in them.